Jarend looked at the manors and villas in front of him that were almost better than the palace, and then straightened his clothes in the mirror in front of the door.
Huge guardrails isolate the villa and manor from the busy traffic outside Albany. Everyone will feel that this luxurious building with an extremely large area is extremely abrupt in the center of Albany, where land is so expensive, but no one dares to question the quality of this manor. rationality.
There is no other reason. The owner of this manor is also the owner of the entire Albany, and even the entire Eastern Territory of Sky Eagle.
This place belongs to the Archduke Belvine, who is well-deserved to be the richest man in Sky Eagle, and may even be the richest man in the world.
In the face of the financial resources of Archduke Belvine, even the imperial royal family seemed slightly inferior. The largest sponsor behind the Skyhawk Research Institute, which is well-known in various countries, is Archduke Belvine himself, with the Skyhawk royal family ranking second.
To put it bluntly, Archduke Bellvien controls the economic lifeline of Sky Eagle and even the world. And Jerlend is now on his way to meet the world's richest man.
"I'm Jarend. I have something important to do and need to meet with the Grand Duke. Please let me pass. Thank you."
"Do you have a business card?"
"I'm Jarend. I have something important to do and need to meet with the Grand Duke. Please let me pass. Thank you."
"I asked you if you have a business card?" Jarende repeated the same words to the security personnel who blocked him at the door. But in Jarende's eyes, the security personnel who were fully armed and wearing masks remained motionless and looked at Jaylend. There was no response to Lund's words.
"Hey, isn't this Jarende? Why, he was stopped." A short-haired woman carrying orange juice passed by the door, saw Jarende who was stopped, and chuckled.
But Jarend outside the door didn't seem to hear her words, and was still repeating what he just said to the security personnel.
"I told you, can you see your business card?" The security guard was speechless. He even doubted whether the Jerund in front of him was a machine that could only read.
When the short-haired woman inside the door saw this situation, she immediately understood what was going on.
"I'm afraid there's something wrong with this deaf man's hearing aid again. He can't see your mouth movements when you're wearing a mask, and he thinks you're ignoring him." The short-haired woman took a sip of orange juice first, and then walked to the security guard stationed at the door. The person next to him stretched out his hand and made a few simple gestures towards Jarende.
When Jarend saw these gestures, he immediately understood what was happening. He first patted his ears, adjusted the hearing aids in his ears, then took out a business card from his body and handed it to the security guard in front of him.
"Mr. Jarende, please come in." After the security personnel took a look, they confirmed that there was no problem, opened the door, and let Jarende enter the manor.
"Ace of Clubs, why are you here?" Jarend saw the short-haired woman inside the door.
"It's rare but strange. I'm responsible for protecting the Grand Duke's personal safety. Isn't it normal for me to inspect the security work?" The short-haired woman known as Club Ace said disdainfully.
"Okay, you patrol here while I go find the Grand Duke."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, do you have anything to do with the Grand Duke? He is currently playing chess with Kain on the top floor. If there is nothing more important, it is best not to ask him."
"It's still a relatively important thing." Jarend replied.
"Okay, hurry up, the Grand Duke will be entertaining guests here tonight."
"Are you entertaining guests again? Whose guest is this time?"
"From the South China Sea, since their new pope took office, there have been a lot more orders coming to Albany from there." The short-haired woman took another sip of orange juice and continued.
"The guests who can be received by the Grand Duke personally will probably have a high status over there in the South China Sea."
"The new Cardinal Archbishop of the Holy Glory Church, who is in charge of shipping, naturally wants to meet the Grand Duke."
"Okay, no more words, it's time for me to go."
"Well, if you come back quickly, I can get you a glass of orange juice." The short-haired woman drank the remaining juice in the glass and said to Jarende.
Jarend bid farewell to the short-haired woman and strolled into the manor that looked like a royal garden. Jarende walked all the way from the outside of the manor into the interior of the villa. There were not many servants in the bustling manor. Looking at this gorgeous building alone, it seemed a bit lonely.
Jarend walked to the top floor of the villa with ease. In the room on the top floor, he saw two people playing chess on the chessboard.
The person on the left is a middle-aged man wearing a floral shirt, sunglasses, a beard, and a handsome face. He doesn't look like anything special.
The man on the right is wearing an extremely thick armor. The dark black armor covers his skin, with almost no inch exposed. From a distance, it looks like a pair of armor that can move freely.
"Isn't this immoral? We can wait until Kain and I finish talking about anything. Why don't you come and watch first." The middle-aged man wearing sunglasses waved to Jarende.
Jerund followed the middle-aged man's words and came to the side of the chess game, quietly watching the two armies playing in the chess game.
"Eat, hey, I win this time." After a fight, the middle-aged man won the final victory. He was as happy as a child. He first gave a high-five to Jarend next to him, and then He high-fived the armored man in front of him named Kain, but maybe he used too much force and Kain's armor was too thick. As soon as the man finished high-fiving, he winced his hand in pain.
"Hey, it hurts, it hurts, Dezi Dezi, rub some gold powder on it for me."
"No problem, Grand Duke." Jarende took out a gold coin and pointed it lightly, and the gold coin turned into gold powder and fell on the middle-aged man's palm. The pain and bruises left on his palm disappeared.
"Oh, you are still reliable, Dezi." Archduke Belvine wiped the gold powder on his hands, and then looked at Gerund aside,
"By the way, do you have anything important to do?"
"Grand Duke, there is something going on over there in the Ghost City."
"Ah, you are talking about the death of the Ghost Earl. I have received news about this a long time ago. Don't worry, Williams can stabilize the situation for the time being. You can recover the loan from Service after a while. Lend it to Williams, so that we can definitely stand firm in Ghost City." Archduke Bellvien said leisurely.
"No, it's something else."
"Another thing? Is there anything else over there?"
"My crow stationed in the Ghost City got the news that Joseph was successfully promoted to the 'Blood Thirsty', and he controlled Williams through unknown means, and expelled the other deputy city lord Della from the city. Now in the Undertide Port And most of the Ghost City should be under his control."
"What?!" Archduke Belvine showed a rare expression of anger. He patted the table and stood up suddenly, even the sunglasses he was wearing almost fell off.
"Vlad! You're playing tricks on me, aren't you! Who doesn't know that the last drop of True Ancestor's blood is in his hand? I've endured all the little tricks I did in the Ghost City before, but now it's nothing. I'm not pretending at all." He directly helps people to be promoted to saints. Even when I play chess, I play one piece at a time, and he doesn’t talk about the rules of the game. It’s just too much of a lie." Grand Duke Bellween said through gritted teeth.
As we all know, a series of interest battles in the Golden Sea can ultimately be attributed to two people. One is the Archduke Belvine, the controller of the Eastern Territory of Sky Eagle, and the other is Archduke Vlad, the controller of the Southern Territory of Sky Eagle.
The Ghost City is naturally included in the Golden Sea. Although the Ghost Earl was in charge of the overall situation before, in the private division of forces, if Delara, who is in charge of logistics and has less power, is excluded, half of the rest can be attributed to the great city lord Joseph, and the other half can be placed on Next to City Lord Williams.
Joseph had always obeyed the advice of Archduke Flagg, while Williams had always followed the advice of Archduke Bellvien.
It is naturally self-evident which side their power factions are divided into. The relationship in Ghost City has always been in this balanced state. It was like this when the Ghost Count was still there, and it should still be like this after the Ghost Count is gone.
It's just that Archduke Belvine didn't expect that in order to fight for the actual control of Ghost City, Archduke Vlad would ignore the equilibrium that the two of them had maintained for many years, go directly to the battlefield, and use the drop of the true ancestor's blood in his hand. Gave it to Joseph to help him become a saint and control the entire ghost city.
"Okay, Vlad, just wait for me, and I will suffer the same consequences for you. Since you took the initiative to mess up the situation in Ghost City, then I will make him more chaotic, and let's see who can compete with the other." Archduke Bellween Looking at the three rings on his left hand and the two rings on his right hand, his golden eyes emitted a dark light through his sunglasses.
"Jerend, I'll lend you the glittering gold ring so you can go to the Ghost City for me." Archduke Belwien took off the ring on his left index finger and handed it to Jarend.
"As for how to do it, I believe you will give me a satisfactory answer."
"Please don't worry, Grand Duke." Jarende took the shining gold ring with a smile, and then his whole body turned into an extremely deep shadow like collapsed sand.
"This trip...will not disappoint the Grand Duke!"
